Finally taking his hands out of the way, Jake rubbed his hands together, trying to wipe the blood off them. There was too much blood and he had nothing to wipe his hands with, since his tee-shirt was long since sodden. He had to settle for wiping off the excess. He shifted up towards Tom's head once that was done, and clicked his fingers beside each ear. "Wake up, come on. Tell Bruce about the one and only time you ditched class, and it was to drag me round a museum. You remember all the animals in it? Tommy? ...Tommy?"